The Crème Brûlée I grew up eating — memory as a review

I grew up eating Crème Brûlée and have strong opinions shaped by memory. The version here triggered that recognition in the first bite — the elegantly balanced was right, Dijon mustard was handled the way it should be.

French cuisine is a UNESCO Intangible Cultural Heritage. Growing up it was always a Parisian bistro, which shaped my reference point entirely. Burgundy red wine alongside it is the only way it makes sense to me. It's hard to be objective about food you have emotional history with, but objectively: this is very good.